Hi all,
Some of you read my post about how I discovered I was pregnant. At first I was scared and wasn't even sure I would continue the pregnancy, but as time went on I started to get excited and looking forward to the baby. Well, I started bleeding this past Wednesday and by Thursday I lost the pregnancy. I would have been about 6-7 weeks, I'm not sure exactly because I hadn't had an ultrasound yet. The hardest part was feeling like I "caused" the miscarriage. Like somehow the baby "knew" I was uncertain, at first, about him/her. I've heard so many times that it was likely a chromosomal abnormality, nothing I could do, etc. but I'm convinced that it is my fault. I'm so angry at myself, at the world, at God. Everyone says I should take the time to grieve, but I don't want to. How do I move on from something that was a precious gift, my one possible joy in a bleak world? I wish I could just pretend this never happened, by getting pregnant right away. But my husband refuses to. He's an immigrant and wants to get his papers before we start trying. I don't see how that is possible because I didn't make enough money to file for him and my parents refuse to file an affidavit of support-saying they supported me before I started working. I feel hopeless now. At a complete standstill in life. At least I have a job, but what I want to be doing is finishing up school. We both do. I'm a resident of another state and there are no programs for what my husband and I want to do in our current city, so it makes sense for us to relocate. But we can't. I can't make up for the pregnancy I lost because it IS risking it to have a child with him-he could be deported. It's not likely, but it's possible. My parents are completely unsupportive so they would not be a help to me at all. I guess it looks like I'll be stuck where I am, my husband and I working with my parents who are against us, not able to move forward in life and I just lost the one thing that would make me happy. Great.
Some of you read my post about how I discovered I was pregnant. At first I was scared and wasn't even sure I would continue the pregnancy, but as time went on I started to get excited and looking forward to the baby. Well, I started bleeding this past Wednesday and by Thursday I lost the pregnancy. I would have been about 6-7 weeks, I'm not sure exactly because I hadn't had an ultrasound yet. The hardest part was feeling like I "caused" the miscarriage. Like somehow the baby "knew" I was uncertain, at first, about him/her. I've heard so many times that it was likely a chromosomal abnormality, nothing I could do, etc. but I'm convinced that it is my fault. I'm so angry at myself, at the world, at God. Everyone says I should take the time to grieve, but I don't want to. How do I move on from something that was a precious gift, my one possible joy in a bleak world? I wish I could just pretend this never happened, by getting pregnant right away. But my husband refuses to. He's an immigrant and wants to get his papers before we start trying. I don't see how that is possible because I didn't make enough money to file for him and my parents refuse to file an affidavit of support-saying they supported me before I started working. I feel hopeless now. At a complete standstill in life. At least I have a job, but what I want to be doing is finishing up school. We both do. I'm a resident of another state and there are no programs for what my husband and I want to do in our current city, so it makes sense for us to relocate. But we can't. I can't make up for the pregnancy I lost because it IS risking it to have a child with him-he could be deported. It's not likely, but it's possible. My parents are completely unsupportive so they would not be a help to me at all. I guess it looks like I'll be stuck where I am, my husband and I working with my parents who are against us, not able to move forward in life and I just lost the one thing that would make me happy. Great.